Every female samurai warrior should be so lucky: Whooshing through the woods in pursuit of cackling villains, leaping from cliffs into the thick of enemy brigades, Azumi is constantly confronted by compliments.
"You are truly cute!" one sword-slinging ninja exclaims, just before the object of his adoration lobs off his limbs.
"Such beauty!" an evil warlord remarks, struck by the keen-eyed cutie's presence, and then her blade.
A wallopingly fun live-action affair about a beautiful orphan (Aya Ueto) schooled in the martial arts by a sage master, Azumi abounds with splashing blood, deftly choreographed fights, and a marvelous mix of solemnity and shtick. Cult director Ryuhei Kitamura moves his cameras around like a kid with attention deficit disorder, while the story - set in feudal Japan - frames its themes of friendship, honor, destiny and vengeance with majestic shots (lone figures standing against long vistas) and a pop-ish electronic score.